Chapter 1475 1475 [British Police]

When the first-grade child laborers were carrying cameras and working hard at the murder scene.

In the corridor outside the toilet door.

Jiang Xia yawned secretly, turned to look at the cabin, and glanced at the group of passengers.

Jiang Xia: "..." A murder case suddenly happened on the plane. Isn't there a policeman who came out to take care of such a big matter?

Tokyo's first search section is hopeless. When the plane took off, the Megure Police Department and Sato Miwako were still busy wrapping up the last murder case.

But now, the plane is about to arrive in the UK, should two British policemen come?

If a homicide occurs somewhere in a city, the police are undoubtedly one of the groups most likely to receive the news.

In other words, holding the business card of the local police is tantamount to having more opportunities to hang out at the scene of the crime... and the airtight environment of the plane will definitely cultivate a feeling of sympathy between the detective and the police.

I was thinking with some anticipation.

At this time, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Jiang Xia turned her head to look, and saw that the stewardesses finally came to their senses at this time.

They whispered worriedly, "Is it really okay to let that kid film the scene?"

"Of course." Jiang Xia explained patiently with a look of "not a big problem", "Children are more careful. And his unique perspective can also help us discover many hidden problems."

"...Is, is that so?"

Seeing his very natural expression, the stewardess couldn't help but have a new understanding of the concept of "first grader".

While talking, a few people suddenly came over from the first-class cabin.

A staff member came across the corridor with a man and a woman, and soon approached the door of the toilet.

The two passengers were blond and blue-eyed, with profound facial features, and they walked tall and straight.

Jiang Xia looked at them, suddenly thought of something, his eyes dimly lit up, silently moved away from the wall he was lazily leaning against, and stood up straight.

Among the two foreign passengers, the woman walked in front. She has an eagle nose and deep eyes, and she doesn't look too young. Although she didn't make any expression deliberately, a majestic temperament still flows out of her body.

The two came to the bathroom door and looked inside.

The blond woman glanced at the back, neck and hands of the corpse, and frowned.

Soon she said in English: "Rescue the patient? But this person seems to have been dead for a whilethis is probably a murder scene, and you shouldn't enter without permission. If key evidence is erased because of random browsing..."

She glanced sternly at the crowd in front of her, followed the line of Jiang Xia, and suddenly paused, unable to say the following words.

Beside her, the British man was looking at Conan in the toilet in surprise.

Hearing what she said, the man came back to his senses slowly, stretched his arms quickly, lifted Conan out, and muttered to himself: "This is not a playground for children."

The flight attendants looked around. Although they didn't know who these two people were, they instinctively felt nervous about doing something wrong.

Seeing that the blond woman's gaze had been on Jiang Xia, they explained in a low voice in fluent but not particularly standard English: "Well, this gentleman is a detective. I heard that he has solved many cases for our police, so We asked him to come over to help and hope you understand."

Speaking of this, the stewardesses belatedly realized one thing:

...Wait, who are these two people?

As if aware of their doubts, the blond woman came back to her senses.

She took off her coat and held it in her hand, revealing a neat white shirt insidewhat she was wearing turned out to be a British police uniform.

Jiang Xia: "..." Do you still wear this for cross-border travel? So dedicated.

However, no matter how you say it, it's the police who delivered it to your door

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly became much friendlier.

Conan hugged the camera, keeping a low profile beside him. Originally thought that according to his own sense of existence, he would be able to hide smoothly.

However, soon, the blonde woman's eyes fell on him.

Conan: "!"

When he was a child, he was a little psychologically shadowed by the strict concubine Yingli, so every time he faced a woman who was similar in age to Xiaolan's mother, he would inevitably feel guilty.

But when the blond woman spoke, Conan realized that the other party's voice was a little gentler than before: "Are you filming the crime scene?"

Conan nodded cautiously.

The blond woman squatted down and took the camera from him.

She lowered her figure, and Conan suddenly caught a glimpse of the police rank on the woman's shoulder.

He froze, and after a while, his eyes turned into star eyes, just like Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan who were chasing stars.

While the blonde woman was checking the camera, Conan walked to the side, stretched out his hand and tugged Jiang Xia, and whispered, "It's actually the chief superintendent of Scotland Yard, or a policewoman...that police rank is so handsome!"

Jiang Xia: "..."

Isn't Conan's star chasing direction a little strange?

Conan was excited for a while, and his curious eyes soon fell on the British man beside him: "Where is that person?"

As he asked in a low voice, he stood on tiptoe, trying to see the other person's shoulder.

But obviously without success.

Jiang Xia turned his head and took a look: "Inspector."

"..." Conan sighed, disappointed, "It's so low."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Xia noticed that the inspector's ears moved, and glanced at them.

So Jiang Xia looked back and made up for it: "It's not too low."

Conan still sighed: "But the one next to him is the Chief Superintendent! Obviously they are about the same age..."

Inspector Yasa finally couldn't help turning his head, glanced at them quietly, and said in proficient Japanese: "Kids, step aside, don't get too close to the scene of the crimethe corpse is not what you should see thing."

Jiang Xia: "..." Conan said that you have a low police rank, so what does it matter to me? Actually engage in continuous sitting.

Conan didn't expect the other party's hearing to be so good, and his Japanese was also fluent, so he rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

But in this way, he also understood why this man followed the blond womanmaybe it was used as a translator.

Conan: "..." But why would such a person go to Japan? It will never be for travel.

In addition, there is one more urgent matter...

Conan tugged at Jiang Xia, muttering with a sense of crisis: "Wait, the police are here, how should we solve the case?" The British police may not be as friendly to them as the Tokyo police. Did not accumulate credibility.

Just as she was thinking, the blond woman suddenly stopped looking at the camera and turned her head to look over.

(end of this chapter)